Mr. Penguin/My Beloved Is Very Special

Chapter 7

"Ndut, ndut...Barsha!!"

The pain that flowed from the thigh made Barsha regain consciousness. He turned to the left to see Kelvin stabbing his thigh with the head of a pen clamped on his right leg.

"Do you want what?" Barsha stroked his thigh. Due to a slight sense of guilt, he shrank his high tone.

"Are you done with Christmas cards?" Ask Kelvin.

It was the task given by the art teacher to distribute greeting cards to class friends because they wanted to get to Christmas.

It is conceivable that such a task was most hated by Kelvin because he was rather difficult to use scissors and other equipment with his feet. Especially with the craft task of working with several others, even if he has the intention to join, but there are also some classmates do not want it.

For such a thing, Kelvin learned not to force the will of others. He who is 11 years old has understood that in this world there are still some people who will not accept it, they will think he is dirty, strange, even scary.

Against such circumstances, he remained powerless to change everything.

"Not yet." Barsha replied, asking back, "What about your cards?" Kelvin opened his bag and pulled out his greeting card from inside the bag with a foot clip.

"Oh, that's so ugly!" Barsha complained after seeing Kelvin's card cut out unevenly, "I don't want a greeting card this bad."

"No, I love another friend." Kelvin said with annoyance.

"Hemm, if that's my card I won't give you either." Reply Barsha.

"Whatever!" Kelvin's down, "I don't want it either."

"Yes!" Barsha sneers.

After a chat, they turned their heads to a different side. 10 minutes later, Barsha began to say impatiently," Kelvin, can you help me draw on the greeting card, your picture is good."

Kelvin glanced at Barsha thinly, but still said with a cold face, "It's not for me anyway, I don't care if it's good or not."

Barsha thought for a moment, it seemed to be so.But she was a sincere little girl, she immediately said, "If so I give you a card, please help me draw."

Kelvin finally smiled and said, "If it was for me, you'd rather paint, wouldn't I be tired of looking at pictures myself?"

Barsha scratched her head and asked, "Are you not afraid that my image is ugly?"

"Not afraid."Kelvin answered with confidence.

At that moment, Irfan walked up to her and asked, "Kelvin, do you want to go to the toilet?"

"Yes." Yeah." Kelvin nodded while wearing his shoes.

In school, because of her special body, many children did not dare to interact with her, but she still had some good friends.

Irfan and Liam are Kelvin's best friends. When it comes to SD, because Kelvin doesn't have a hand, so there's a lot he can't do, especially when it comes to toilets.

So the teacher in the class had asked the parents of the children that the child who was willing to help Kelvin to the problem of going to the toilet.

Most parents say no because it is dirty and troublesome, worried that the act will affect their child's learning process.

But Irfan and Liam's parents are willing. Both of their young fathers ordered their son that he should pay attention and help Kelvin often, and that Kelvin was no different from anyone else.

Starting from there, Kelvin's problem of going to the toilet became Irfan and Liam's responsibility. They were handing out tasks, one person for a week's turn, Kelvin couldn't take off the pants needed their help, gradually, the three of them became good friends.

Of course, Kelvin will not be BAB at school, If he can't stand it sometimes, he will choose to ask the male teacher for help.

In conclusion, Kelvin is a friendly and kind boy, he won't care about many things, but that doesn't mean he doesn't care about all things.

When this kind of life was just beginning, he was also very frightened and confused. However, for someone who loses a pair of hands, his life will be different from other normal people.

Ms. Nina had lied to him once too. At that time, Kelvin was only aware of the amputation operation, he found both his arms covered in gauze and most of his forearms and hands were crossed. The pain and panic made her cry and asked Nina in a sad tone, "Where are my hands?"

"After repair will it be exactly the same hand that it used to be?" Asked Kelvin in a limp tone.

"Of course yes."

"It's fixed can it be installed?"

"Can." Ms. Nina stroked Kelvin's head with affection and tried to hold back the tears.

"What if it can't be installed?" Ask Kelvin with worry.

"No way, Doctor sir is so great, as long as Kelvin's son is obedient and eats the medicine on time, your little hands will soon return."

Kelvin smiled and nodded, "Yes, I'll be fine."

"Mom, why haven't my hands healed yet?"

"Mom, are they gonna forget to fix my hand?"

"Mom, can you ask my doctor when my hand will be returned."

"Mama, can't they fix my hand? If it breaks down a little bit it's okay, I need my hand!"

When the doctors and nurses help her check and change her medication, she'll always stand the pain and beg them, "doctor, please fit my hand, I have to go to school again."

Finally one day, she asked Nina's mom, "What date is it today?"

"What's wrong?" Ms. Nina knew that 6-year-old Kelvin would not understand the date and time, not understanding why she asked this.

"July 13th I'm going to school again, Mama, is the date here?" Ask Kelvin in a small tone.

"Not arrived, son." It's early August, but Ms. Nina still lies to him.

A long time later, Kelvin seemed to have understood, he became more and more silent, no longer like himself in the moment of a hopeful beginning.

She asked Nina, "Mama, won't my hand come back?"

When Kelvin asked like that, Ms. Nina would no longer be able to hold back the tears running down her face. He'll answer calmly, "Kelvin, the doctor told my mom that your hand was broken once, it can't be repaired anymore."

"Why are they lying?" Kelvin asked with tears in his eyes, "How is my life if I don't have hands?"

Ms. Nina nodded and did not forget to comfort her," said the doctor, you can install a robotic hand later on, will be the same as your real hand."

"Brobot hand?" Kelvin opened his big eyes, "would it be like a robotic hand of a transformer?"

At that time, Transformer cartoons were watched by many children. Nina said it raises hope for Kelvin, he who is still a child feeling that being able to install a pair of robot hands is also a fun thing.

Even when Ms. Elvina took Barsha to the hospital, Kelvin would say proudly, 'later on, he would put up a pair of versatile robotic hands, which he did, can shoot bullets and change shape.'

The little Barsha would stare enviously at him, extending her fat little hand to stroke the broken arm which was wrapped in gauze and ask, "what will be installed here?"

"Yes, really."

"It doesn't hurt to be fitted?"

"Well, it might hurt a little." Kelvin replied seriously, "But I'm not afraid!"

"Well, can I borrow your robot hand to play later?" Ask Barsha.

"By the hell, only you have to give it back to me." Kelvin said happily, then became a little desperate again, "The doctor didn't want to keep his promise, initially saying he could fix my hand, but finally said he couldn't. I actually prefer my real hand to a robotic hand."